Ghazal
be-niyaazi mein tujh ko kya na hua
This ghazal expresses a poignant reproach against the beloved's cold indifference and supreme aloofness. The poet laments their own unwavering fidelity, sorrowfully reflecting on the needless torment borne by a heart that could never bring itself to be unfaithful.
Source: Kulliyat-e-Hazrat Ruknuddin Ishq (poems only) · HI
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1
बे-नियाज़ी में तुझ को क्या न हुआ
अपने बंदों का तू ख़ुदा न हुआ
In your sublime indifference, what did you not become? / Yet to your very own devotees, a God you never became.
In your absolute indifference you became everything else, yet you could never truly act as a God to your own devotees.
2
रंज-ए-बे-जा न खींचता हरगिज़
दिल मिरा हैफ़ बे-वफ़ा न हुआ
It never would have suffered this needless grief; / Alas, that my heart did not turn unfaithful!
My heart would never have endured this needless sorrow; alas, it is a pity that it did not turn unfaithful.
3
जान तक दे चुके हम ऐ यारो
तो भी क़ातिल का मुद्दआ न हुआ
I surrendered even my life, O friends; yet the slayer's purpose was still not fulfilled.
O friends, we even sacrificed our very life, yet the desire of the killer was still not fulfilled.
4
दिल हुआ जल के तूतिया तो भी
तिरी आँखों से आश्ना न हुआ
Though my heart burned down to collyrium dust, / It still never found acquaintance with your eyes.
Even though my heart burnt away and turned into collyrium (kohl), it still never became acquainted with or touched your eyes.
5
ज़िंदगी का समर ये पाया मैं
शुक्र-ए-अल्लाह कोई ख़फ़ा न हुआ
This is the only fruit of life I reaped: thank God, no soul was left displeased with me.
The only reward I obtained from life is this: thank God that no one was ever angry or displeased with me.
6
ऐ नसीम-ए-सहर तिरी दौलत
ग़ुंचा-ए-दिल कसू का वा न हुआ
O morning breeze, despite all your grace, the bud of no heart could ever bloom.
O morning breeze, even with all your grace and influence, the bud of no one's heart could blossom.
7
आईना देख ये लगा कहने
इश्क़-ए-बे-जा भी मुब्तला न हुआ
Looking into the mirror, he began to say: even this misplaced love was never truly consumed.
Looking into the mirror, he began to say that even this misplaced love could not truly consume him.
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